Friday, October 16, 2009

We interrupt Bean Week From Hell for the following distraction from The Management:

Sometimes, things cannot be avoided.

Sometimes, a bitter girl-woman is dragged to a lame-ass party because she's broken too many promises already, and it's Payback Time.

Sometimes, a lame party is even lamer than the snarkiest of girls can tolerate.

Sometimes, it's a good idea to hide out in a stranger's kitchen. Because there's a guy leaning against a wall, smirk on his face, giving very witty and barbed snark to a girl who's as cuddly as a pit viper. A girl that Bitter Girl happens to loathe.

Sometimes, girls who never, ever, throw themselves at men break their own rules.

Sometimes, snark + snark = something strangely gentle.

Sometimes, it takes a few short hours to both begin and end a story.

But Sometimes it takes longer. Sometimes, a very young, very scared girl in India endures a long, bloody and complicated birth. A birth unattended by her husband, who left months ago, trying to forge a fresh start in a new country, with one semester's tuition in his pocket.

Sometimes, when you have to do impossible things, you can. And you are rewarded with the greatest gift. A gift who, 30 years later, becomes the greatest gift to another woman.

public service announcement: with all those bean gases festering, it's probably not a good idea to light any candles in the house. butt on the other cheek, MrKitch's birthday would officially be a blast!

The picture of you two is so cute! And beautiful. What a sweet post. Hope you are both enjoying a break from bean week.

(P.S. I bought beans yesterday to make your bean cakes! But last night I made--for the first time--sage turkey burgers. You would have been proud. Although I'm sure you also could have told me how to make them better. :)